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With Illustrations by D. C. Johnston. 



Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1852, by 
James Munkoe & Co. 
In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. 




To my Sisters, Fanny and Caroline. 



Mary Curtis. 

The following Memoirs were written by one of our 
young friends, (but eleven years of age,) for her amuse- 
ment while sojourning in the country the past summer. 
The interest she appeared to take in them, has been 
the cause of their publication ; and to the growing judg- 
ments, and gentle criticisms of such little readers, the 
volume is submitted. 

The Publishers. 

bosto-v, dec2m3ep, 1852. 


Chapter I. 

My Purchase, and two Mothers 


Ellen Green 



My Sickness . 



Emma's Cousin — My next Mamma 


•' *"« V. 






" VII. 

Balls, Parties, &c. . 


" VIII. 

Doll's Correspondence . 



The Seashore 



An Accident 



Quarrelsome Mothers 


" XII. 

The Snow-Men . . . 


" XIII. 

The Theatre . 


» XIV. 

My Stage Experience 


« XV. 

The Pantomime 


" XVI. 

My next Mother . 


" XVII. 

Nutting . 



An Old Maid and a Grandmother 


" XIX. 

Accidents . 


" XX. 







The first I can recollect is, that I was 
very long lying in a box in Soho bazaar, 
till one day I was taken down by one of 
the shopkeepers, and shown to a very 
pretty little girl, abont three years old, 
who, after looking a whole case through', 
chose me. This little girl had flaxen 
curls, and was dressed very prettily. Her 
name was Lucy Fitzhenry. She wrapped 



me up and carried me home to her house 
in the country, which was a very pretty 
country-seat. Two or three days after she 
had me, her nurse cut some very pretty 
clothes for me. My under-clothes were 
of very fine linen, and my dresses of 
flowered muslin, blue merino, and spotted 
calicoes. My mother was very careful of 
me ; she washed me every morning (for I 
was a porcelain Doll), and dressed me, 
and undressed me at night. One day she 
took me into town to see the Queen and 
Prince Albert, which I enjoyed very much 
indeed. As we were coming home in the 
carriage, little Lucy let me drop out the 
window, upon some burdock leaves, where 
I lay for some time. "When I lay there, 
several caterpillars came and crawled over 
me, and I thought that they were not very 
pleasant company ; however, I did not tell 
them so. After I had lain there for about 



two or three hours, I was picked up by a 
little raspberry picker, who was a German, 
named Johanna Worstel, who was over- 
joyed to find such a beautiful doll, and 
went instantly to show her brother, Ro- 
bertin, who was also very glad. They 
then agreed to wrap me up in a cloth 
in which they had brought their dinner, 
and there I lay* until night and thought 
over my past life; how my little mother 
Lucy had been so kind to me; how 
she liad taken me out, ducked me in 
a little stream, then dried me in the 
sun, laughed with me, kissed me, and 
talked about my new mamma, when sud- 
denly a gust of wind took my cloak off, 
and I laid there very cold. However, 
my mother came very soon and took me 
up. " Poor doll," said she, " how very 
cold she must be," and therefore she 
wrapped me up in my dress very tightly, 



and then we went home. Their home 
was in a little building, (it was once an 
out-house, but the house had been re- 
moved and it stood alone,) where we had 
a very nice supper of water-cresses, bread 
and cheese. After that I was covered 
over with some leaves, and there I went 
to sleep. 





Early next morning my mother woke 
me up and carried me to the field. After 
a while she spoke to her brother Ro- 
bertin, and said, - — " Roby, don't you tink 
dat I had better go and give dis little 
dolly to Emma Arthurst?" "Yes," said 
Robertin, " for don't you know how kind 
she was to us." So off they started to give 
me to Emma, who was about five years old. 
Little Emma was delighted and gave Jo- 
hanna a half crown. My mother, Emma, 
had another doll, whose name was Ellen 
Green, (by the by, I never had any name 
till my new mother gave me one, which 
was Josephine Arnoldson,) but I think 



to this day she was a very naughty doll ; 
for she always spilt her tea on her dress, 
knocked down chairs, danced on the table, 
and I don't know what else. One day 
my mother came and took me early from 
my nice little bed, and dressed me in a 
beautiful frock of white muslin, with a 
pink sash, and violets and other flowers 
in my sash. I had seen my mother 
working on something for some time, 
and now I knew what it was. My mother 
then told me that it was May-day, and 
that I was to go to a May party; but 
she said that Ellen should not go because 
she had behaved so naughty. At first I 
was glad to hear this, but after a while 
I felt differently and begged my mother to 
let her go. Whether my mother could 
not withstand my pleading, or had deter- 
mined to try Ellen once more, I don't know, 
but she at last consented to take Ellen. 


My mother was dressed in white, and so 
were a great many other little girls.. We 
enjoyed ourselves very much, but at last 
Ellen began to behave badly. She tore 
a hole in her dress, and at last she 
acted so badly, that my mother had to 
put her in the hollow trunk of a tree where 
w T e left her. Then we all went into a 
clump of most beautiful pine trees, and 
eat our dinner there. After that we 
played round, and then went home, not 
without taking Ellen with us. I had 
stayed with my present mother about six 
months when I was taken sick, the 
account of which I will defer to my 





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One night as I was lying. in my bed, 
my head began to swim, my lips were 
parched, and I felt very sick. After pass- 
ing the night in great distress, my mother 
came to me and said, " Dear little Josey, 
how sick you look ! " and so she did not 
take me up. By and by the little girl 
who played the most with Emma came 
in and said, "Why, Emma, you have 
not taken your doll up this morning." 
" No," said Emma, " she is very sick, and 
so I did not think it best to take her 
up." "Well," said the other little girl, 
" I will be a doctor, and you must send 
for me to come and attend your doll." So 



Emma sent, and the little girl came and 
ordered me some pills and a powder, 
which I was to take. They made the 
pills out of bread and the powder out 
of slate-pencil dust. I took these and 
they quieted my pain some, but still I 
was very sick. The next morning the 
doctor came and ordered me .something 
else, which I took, as in duty bound, 
although I must say it did not taste 
very good. After two or three weeks I 
began to get a little better, and then 
Ellen came and saw me; but she began 
to talk in her old way about my having 
new dresses, and she having to take 
mine, (for she and I were of the same 
size,) and her having to stay in the 
trunk while I enjoyed myself, and then 
she ended by saying that she was glad I 
was sick, for now she could have her own 
way, as she had before I came. I found 


out afterwards ■ that my mother had been 
telling Ellen about me, and saying that I 
was a pink of perfection, and that she 
ought to pattern by me. So Ellen hated 
me heartily, w 7 hich I was very sorry for, 
as I had a sort of liking for her, although 
she did behave so badly. One evening 
after tea, Emma having left the room, her 
father said, " Wife, I think that as Emma 
is old enough to help us, that she had 
better begin next week about the dairy 
and help you. She will have to dispense 
with her dolls, and I think she had better 
give her prettiest doll to her cousin, who, 
I dare say, will like it." When Emma 
came in, her father told her his intentions, 
and how she had better give the handsom- 
est doll to her cousin Celeste. Emma 
cried very much at leaving her doll, and 
so did I, but she thought it better to 
do so. 




emma's cousin — my next mamma. 

Next day Emma dressed herself very 
neatly, and rode over to her cousin's, 
which was about five miles from her 
father's house. Emma cried all the way, 
and I, in spite of myself, could not help 
crying too. At last we arrived at a very 
splendid mansion-house, where Emma's 
cousin lived. Her aunt was very glad to 
have Emma come, and Celeste was very 
much pleased with her doll, although she 
said she was almost too old to have a doll. 
By and by Emma went home, and I was 
left in the hands of my new mamma. She 
then called her brother, Maximilian Bel- 
mont, to see her doll, which he thought 



was very pretty indeed. My last mother 
had told me that her aunt was a " baron- 
ess," and her uncle a "baron," which I 
was very glad to hear, as I thought I 
should see some very high life. The next 
day my new mother went out with her 
governess to buy some things for me, and 
as they could not buy any thing fit for me 
in the country, they went into town. 
They went to the very same place where 
I was first bought by my first mamma, 
Lucy, and bought me a swinging bed, 
with mattress, and all complete ; also a 
tea-set, bureau, piano, a set of parlor 
furniture, and a most beautiful bracelet, 
necklace, ring, and a pair of ear-rings. 
We next drove to a jeweller's, and had my 
ears pierced, and the bracelet was marked 
" Josephine Arnoldson." I forgot to say 
that my mother bought me a most beauti- 
ful little house that I could live in, and 

Celeste B.eimonts house P SO 



had it carpeted, papered, painted and fur- 
nished. The next day my mother's gov- 
erness cut out some dresses for me. I 
had morning dresses, afternoon, visiting, 
riding, party and ball dresses. My party 
and ball dresses were so very handsome 
indeed, that I think I must let my 
readers know what I had. My party 
dress was a pink silk, looped up in front, 
showing a white satin skirt embroidered up 
and down with flowers over the silk. My 
ball dress was a white satin with white 
crape over it, and small bouquets down 
the front, white kid gloves, an embroider- 
ed handkerchief, white silk stockings, and 
white satin slippers. Also a most beauti- 
ful wreath of orange flowers and forget- 
me-nots for my hair, for I had real hair 
which curled. 





One day I observed my mother put on 
her things very slily, call her governess 
and tell her to put on her things also, and 
come out. I thought to myself, " What 
can this mean \ My mother has put on 
her clothes, called the footman and ordered 
the carriage, and has taken her governess 
with her." I guess it is something that I 
am not to know ; for if it were not, I cer- 
tainly would have gone with her. As I 
did not feel very well, I thought that I 
would lie down on my bed and take a nap. 
In a couple of hours my mother came 
home, and coming into the room where 
my baby-house was, took me out of the 



bed, without saying a word to me about 
her having been out. I burned all the 
time to know what she had been out for. 
I could hardly eat my dinner, and when 
tea came I could eat nothing. The next 
day, at twelve, a man rang at the hall- 
door, and my mother ran down to let him 
in, a thing that she had never done before, 
and which made me so curious that I 
could not stand. In a few minutes my 
mother came running up stairs, and put a 
little bundle into my hands. I opened it 
very quickly, and what did I see but a 
little hoe, rake, spade and wheelbarrow! 
I thought that I could never thank my 
mother enough. When she saw how 
pleased I was, she told me that I should 
have a piece of ground, and she would get 
me some seeds, and she would also imme- 
diately make me a gardening dress, so that 
I could commence the next day. Oh, 



how I longed for the morrow to come, 
and when the morning dawned I was 
almost crazy. My mother put on my 
dress, and giving me my tools took me 
into the garden, where I took my first 
lesson in gardening. I thought it was 
delightful. My mother told me that I 
should soon get along very fast, and that 
I should plant some flower and vegetable 
seeds. I felt very smart, and began to 
work away quite industriously, making 
improvement in the looks of my garden. 
When my mother appeared and told me 
breakfast was ready, I could hardly believe 
it, the time had passed so quickly. The 
next morning my mother waked me at 
half past five, and dressing me took me 
out. As we were going along to the 
garden we saw by the road-side a flock of 
geese, and as we passed along they set up 
a tremendous hissing. Oh, how frighten- 



ed I was ; but my mother laughed at my 
fears, and told me not to be afraid, as they 
would not hurt me. When I got to the 
garden, I was all of a tremble, and for 
five minutes I could not do any thing. I 
got the garden all finished that morning 
before breakfast, and so I went in, and 
changing my dress went out to take a 
walk. As I went along the paths, I 
could not help feeling overcome. It was 
a beautiful spring morning, the dew was 
on the grass, and the birds were singing 
their morning song of praise to the Maker 
of all things, as they soared towards 
heaven. When my breakfast bell rang, 
I came in and told my mother of my 
pleasant walk, and she seemed very glad. 
The next morning my mother showed me 
how to plant seeds, after which she water- 
ed them, as she said the watering-pot was 
too large for me, but that she was going 




to buy me one, so that I could water my 
plants when they came up. In a clay or 
two my mother, her governess and I went 
into the city and bought me a little water- 
ing pot, and a little book that treated of 
gardening, which I put with my other 
books. One morning, about two weeks 
after planting my seeds, I was surprised to 
see several little green things which I 
thought were weeds, and I was just going 
to pull them up, when I happened to think 
that perhaps they might not be weeds 
after all, and that I would stop and ask my 
mother. My mother appearing up the 
gravel walks just then, I asked her what 
they were, and she told me that they were 
the plants just beginning to come up, and 
that I must water them every morning 
carefully, and soon they would come up 
higher and higher ; then the leaves would 
come out, and at last little buds would 



shoot forth and turn into flowers. But in 
order to have them do so, I must keep all 
the weeds away from them, water them 
morning and evening, and put up sticks 
for the running ones. 





At six the next morning we both got 
up (that is, my mother and I), and began 
dressing ourselves. " Stop, Josephine," 
said she, " don't put on that dress, as 
you are not going out into the garden 
this morning." " Why not," said I, but I 
began to take off my dress. " Because," 
said my mother, " Geraldine Norton has 
invited me to a blackberrying, and you are 
to go." " Oh mother, I am so glad that I 
don't know what to do with myself ; but 
what dress am I to wear 1 " " Oh, wear 
your purple calico." In half an hour we 
were dressed, had our breakfast eaten, and 
w T ere ready to go. I was so impatient to 



be off, that I thought that we should never 
go. Pretty soon Celeste (my mother) said 
she saw them coming; and sure enough 
there they were, a whole troop of boys 
and girls, with their pails and baskets. 
Celeste took me up in her arms and ran 
with me down the carriage-way, not with- 
out having brought her pail and mine. 
We next called for a dozen more girls and 
boys at their houses. At eight o'clock we 
had got about a couple of miles from the 
place. Antoinette Leland suddenly scream- 
ed out, " Here he comes, here he comes ! " 
44 What comes % " cried they all. " The 
bull, the bull," said Antoinette, and sure 
enough there was a monstrous large bull 
coming in double quick time right behind 
them. Such a scampering ! Pell-mell 
went the whole troop to escape the pur- 
suer. At last we saw T a little cave not 
very far off, and all made a rush for that, 



when my mother screamed out to George 
Glover, " Throw off that red scarf, George, 
or else the bull will gore you to death. 
Look, see how he foams and how madly he 
paws the ground ! " The scarf was off in 
an instant, and the bull rushing upon it, 
began tearing it into a thousand pieces. 
When he was doing this, we had time to 
get out of his sight before he made 
another attempt to attack us. We soon 
got to the berrying place, and then we 
began to pick and talk in earnest. The 
theme of the conversation was about the 
bull, and how nicely they got away from 
him. George Glover made a wreath of 
leaves and presented it to Celeste, telling 
her that she was his guardian angel. 
Celeste gave him a box on the ear, but 
they both laughed heartily. In a few 
moments they heard screams, and beheld 
one of the girls rolling down the hill, and 



all her berries spilt. One of the boys, 
however, stopped her, and all joined in fill- 
ing her basket again. At noon we all had 
dinner, (each of the party bringing some- 
thing,) under a group of trees. The 
dinner was an excellent one. We brought 
clear cool water from the spring, and 
squeezed berries into it ; we had meats 
and every thing that we could want to 
make a gipsy dinner. One of the boys, 
Charles Hammond, to improve the repast, 
took a jews-harp out of his pocket, and 
played several tunes, beginning with " God 
save the Queen," and ending with an air 
from " Linda di Chamounix." His per- 
formance was loudly cheered. Bella Bar- 
ker, one of the gayest of the girls, then 
got up and made a speech, which was also 
clapped and cheered. The dinner was 
then finished, and we went to pick some 
more berries to make up for the ones 



we had eaten. On our way home, my 
mother and all the rest stopped to pick 
wild flowers, when Lorgnette Edwards 
ran forward to gather a little blue and 
white flower which was a little before her. 
Suddenly she began to scream, and run- 
ning to the place where she stood, we 
found ourselves in no very pleasant situa- 
tion, as we had got upon a marshy place, 
and were over our shoes in mud and wa- 
ter. We all began scrambling out as fast 
as we could, and turned our faces the 
other way. We went to a little spring 
that we saw, and taking off our shoes and 
stockings, gave them a washing out, for 
we said that we preferred to have wet 
stockings and shoes on our feet to mud- 
dy ones. After going a little way we saw 
a wild cherry tree, up which the boys soon 
scrambled, and threw down the fruit into 
our aprons. We got home about six 


o'clock, having been gone eleven hours. 
I felt very tired, and was glad to have 
my supper, and get into bed. 





About a week after my dresses were 
made, my mother said that we were going 
to the opera that night, and the opera was 
going to be "Robert le Diable." Oh! 
how glad I was ; I almost went out my 
wits for joy, for now I knew that I should 
see some most splendid things. I was 
dressed in a blue silk, with an opera cloak 
and hood ; my mother was dressed so also. 
At last we came to the opera. Oh, how 
my heart beat ! After sitting a little 
while, the musicians began to play. Oh ! 
such music ; I felt as if I never wanted to 
go home, but wanted to stay there all my 
life. My mother then told me to hark 
and try to hear a little bell that would 


ring very soon. I listened, and in a min- 
ute I heard it ring, and then ring again, 
and then the curtain was pulled up. The 
most beautiful singing that ever I heard 
was sung that night. I felt as if I was 
above the clouds, and listening to angels 
instead of mortals. By and by the cur- 
tain came down, and then my mother 
told me that w r as the end of the opera, 
but there was to be a ballet soon. I now 
had an opportunity to look round the 
house. The place was immense, and was 
filled with people. I never saw so many 
before in all my life, and I never could 
have believed that so many persons could 
be got into one place. Pretty soon we had 
the ballet, and if I was pleased with the 
singing I was still more so with the danc- 
ing. The ballet was " La Sylphide," and 
Taglioni took the principal part. We got 
home about one o'clock, and I laid till ten 



the next morning, I was so sleepy. In a 
couple of weeks my mother took me to 
the Earl of Egmont's ball, where we had 
a most superb supper. There were about 
six hundred persons there, and I passed a 
most delightful night. I got home at 
twelve o'clock. I thanked my mother 
next morning for all her kindness to me, 
and she told me in the future that I 
should accompany her to all the balls she 
went to. So I went to a great many balls 
and parties, to which I owe my present 
polished manners. Even in the midst of 
their gaiety I had not forgotten my 
mother Emma Arthurst, and my sister 
Ellen, and was on the point of asking my 
present mother to let me go and see them, 
when she came running into the room and 
said, " Dear Josey, here is a letter for you 
from your last mother Emma." It ran 
thus : — 



doll's correspondence. 

Dear Josey, — 

I at last thought that I would write 
you. I hope you have not quite forgot- 
ten your last mamma, for I have not for- 
gotten vou. Your sister Ellen still con- 
tinued the same bad girl, and so I sent 
her to a ragman who gave me a shilling 
for her, though I guess he will repent of 
his bargain before long, if she acts as 
naughty as she has with me. I am very 
busy now. I help my mother in a great 
many things, and am quite useful to her. 

From Emily Arthurst. 

I wrote back an answer which was 
this : — 



Dear Mother Emily, — 

Indeed I have not forgotten you, as 
you thought. Although I have every 
thing I can wish for, jewelry, clothes, 
and food, yet I can never forget the hap- 
py year I passed with you. I had hoped 
that my sister Ellen would have re- 
formed, but I am very sorry that she 
has not. My present mamma is very kind 
to me ; she has taken me to the opera 
and to balls and parties. 

From your affectionate daughter, that 
was, Josephine Arnoldson. 

About a week after I received another 
letter which read thus : — 

My dear Daughter, — 

I am very much pleased to hear that 
you still remember me as well as I remem- 
ber you, and that you hoped that Ellen 
would reform. I hope you enjoy your- 


self where you are, and see as many nice 
things as you can wish. Inclosed I send 
you a nice little pen for you to write me 
letters with once a week, if your mamma 
will let you. 

From your late mother, 

Emily Arthurst. 

I answered it : — 

Dear mother, — 

I am very much pleased with my pen, 
and my present mother has given me leave 
to write once a week. 

Josephine Arnoldson. 





My mother Celeste once took me down 
to Ramsgate, thinking, as she said, that 
I needed sea-bathing. She packed her 
clothes and mine, and ordered my house 
(the baby-house) to be carried behind her. 
The next morning my mother rode in her 
carriage, which was made expressly for 
herself and me, to the water-side, where 
we went into a little house, and putting on 
our bathing clothes, jumped into the wa- 
ter. My mother had fastened me by a 
string to her waist, and so could swim 
without being troubled by me. She then 
showed me how to keep myself above 
water and how to swim, for she said that 



soon she was going to let me bathe alone. 
I enjoyed the water very much, and 
thought what a great loss it must be to 
some dolls, w T ho cannot go into the water 
because their complexion will not allow 
them to be washed in any thing but sweet 
oil or butter. I thought how sticky it 
must feel during the process, and how 
uncomfortable it must be afterwards. We 
went into the little house again, after 
bathing, and put on our skirts and dresses. 
All day it was very hot, and we remained 
in the house reading, until evening, when 
we went to bathe again. While bathing, 
I saw several large birds fly over the 
water, and several times dip down into the 
waves. I asked my mother what they 
were, and she said they were sea-gulls. 

The next morning, when we were in 
the midst of bathing, there was the cry of 
"A shark! a shark!" As soon as this 




was said, every one started for the shore, 
and all got there safely, except one little 
girl, about nine years of age, who was so 
frightened that she could not swim. The 
shark was nearing to her every moment. 
At last a strong and brave man jumped 
into the water, and swimming up to the 
shark, killed him with a long knife which 
he carried in his belt. After a couple of 
w^eeks spent in this manner, we went 






In about a month I had a terrible acci- 
dent, which I am about to relate. One 
summer afternoon, as I was looking out 
the window, I fell out of it into a wind- 
ing stream, where I lay floating down I 
don't know where. I was so stunned by 
the fall that I fainted, and did not recover 
myself till I had floated some miles. 
When I recovered, I found that I was in 
the hands of some fishermen, (they were 
not regular fishermen, but only angling 
for sport,) who examined me very atten- 
tively. At last one said, "I'm sure I 
don't know what to do with this little 
doll." " Oh ! " said the other one, " there 



goes a little milk-maid, let's give it to her." 
" So I say," said the first. " Here little 
girl, don't you want a doll 1 if you do, here 
is one." " Thank you, Sir," said my new 
mother, whose name was Agnes Earl, 
" I'm very much obliged to you." So 
Agnes took me home. She was a very 
pretty little girl. She had black eyes, 
black hair, and a dark complexion. I 
passed a very pleasant life with my new 
mother. She used often to talk to me in 
a very motherly way ; such as this : " My 
dear Josephine, I am very glad to see you 
behave so well, and I am very sorry that 
I cannot bring you into better society 
than I can. However, I think that we 
had better not worry about it, as you are 
almost polished enough." My mother 
used to talk to me in this way of evenings, 
and I hope I profited by some of her lec- 
tures to me on goodness. My mother 



used often to give me baths, to which I 
think I owe my good health. One after- 
noon, after my mother had bathed me, as 
was her usual custom, and had laid me in 
the sun to dry, two little girls came along 
and picked me up. 





" Holloa ! here's a doll, I'll have it." 
said the biggest girl, whose name was 
Martha Griggs. 

" No you w T on't, either, so there you 
told a lie," said Madge Griggs. 

" I'm the oldest, and ought to have it," 
screamed Martha. 

" And I'm the youngest, and the oldest 
ought to give up to the smallest one," said 

" You shan't, you shan't, you impudent 
jade, so you may just clear out of the 
way," yelled Martha, striking her sister 
with all her might. 


" Oh ! oh ! oh ! how you have hurt me ! 
I shall tell mother of you as soon as we 
get home," said Madge. 

" I don't care if you do, Miss," said 

Then they went home, Martha with the 
doll, and Madge following behind her all 
the way. I thought that I was very un- 
fortunate in the change of my mammas, 
for, thought I, I can't pass a very pleasant 
time with these quarrelsome mammas, 
and I'm afraid that I may have my legs 
or arms, or even my head broken in a 
fray, which I should not like very much. 
At last we came to the house where they 
lived, and then we had supper, and I was 
put to bed. I cried very much that night, 
for I was sad at leaving my little mother 
Agnes, and I felt bad at having such quar- 
relsome mothers as I now had. I never 
could get a moment's peace, for if one of 



my mothers wanted me put to bed, the 
other one wanted me to get up. I can 
remember one day what a quarrel occur- 
red, and these were the words, as nearly as 
I can recollect. " Madge, where's my 
doll ! " " It 's not your doll." " That 's a 
lie." " It aint, 111 have that doll." " You 
won't, I found it in the grass." " I'm the 
youngest and ought to have it. Father 
says you ought to give up to the youngest." 
" Will you tell me where that doll is, for 
I want to put its apron on 1 " " Ah, ha, 
you won't get it now, if you want to put 
its apron on, for I am going to put its 
worst dress on, so as to let it slabber in 
the dirt." "No you won't, either," and 
Martha gave Madge slap after slap, and 
slap after slap, till I thought that Madge 
would never see light again. That night 
when I went to bed, I thought how much 
better it would have been for Martha to 



have kindly asked Madge for me, and for 
Madge to have answered kindly ; and I 
hope that all my readers will never imitate 
Madge and Martha. 





The next day after the quarrel, my 
mother said that the children, during 
recess at school, were going to make a 
" snow-man," and that they would take 
me to school with them. At twelve they 
had their recess, when Martha, not finding 
her scarf as usual, laid the loss of it to 
Madge, and said, " You, Madge, what 
have you done with my scarf? bring it 
here." " I have not clone any thing with it," 
said Madge. " You lie," was the coarse 
and unladylike retort. At last Martha 
found her scarf, hanging on her nail, with 
her cloak over it. When we got into 
the yard, my mothers brushed away the 



snow from off a little place on the steps, 
and set me down there to see the making 
of the snow-man. The manner of making 
it was thus : — They each took a small 
snow-ball and rolled it in the snow, over 
and over, and then they joined all together 
and made one large ball. They then took 
a stick and made a couple of holes in the 
ball for eyes, and made a straight mark, 
rather deep, for his mouth, and then took 
a piece of snow and made it into a nose, 
as well as they could, and fastened it on. 
Then they made another ball considerably 
larger than the first, for his body, and put 
his head upon it. Legs and arms were 
also fastened upon the body. When this 
was done, they all gave three cheers, and 
went into the school-room. 

Whem my mother got home, they 
thought that they would try and make 
a snow-man, such as the boys had made 
in the school-yard. 



They had got the head made, and were 
looking after a stick with which to make 
the eyes and mouth, when down came the 
head upon Madge, knocking her down to 
the ground, and covering her up with snow. 
As soon as she had extricated herself, she 
let loose her tongue, and another scene 
and storm of words followed after their 
usual manner. Such frequent disputes as 
these made me regret more and more my 
previous home, and long to make some 
change, which I thought must certainly 
be for the better ; but the time had not 
yet come. 




The next week the children's teacher 
said that he would take them to the 
" Theatre," for they had behaved so well ! 
I thought differently. 

There was nothing talked of but the 
"Theatre" from morning till night; and 
I am sorry to say that this was a subject 
of dispute too. One said they would get 
the first bill and have theirs read through 
first, and the other w T as going to hear the 
bell jingle first, and sit in the front seat ; 
one was going to be looked at the most, 
and be dressed first ; and the other was 
going to get into the carriage first, and 
get the best seat, and so on. The day 



at length arrived. I felt happy, too, 
though there was such dispute, for I 
remembered when I went to the " Opera" 
with my late mother, Celeste Belmont, 
and how I enjoyed myself. The children 
were in high spirits, and kept incessantly 
talking of what a nice time they would 
have if they were only there now. I 
longed to tell them to have a little 
patience, but I was afraid I should get my 
neck broke if I did so. At length the 
maid arrived to dress them, and in their 
hurry to get up stairs before each other, 
Madge tumbled down stairs, but did not 
hurt her much. Such dressing, why you 
would almost think their clothes flew off, 
as did their buttons, in their hurry to get 
dressed before each other. Martha got 
dressed first, and then she went for me. 
I was in a pink muslin, with blue roses 
in my hair, and my mother thought I 



looked splendidly. We lived out of town, 
and had to ride into the city, so we 
had a very nice ride. We went to the 
" Covent Garden Theatre." It is a splen- 
did place, but not so pretty as the " Eoyal 
Italian Opera House," where I went with 
my mother, Celeste Belmont. There was 
some scrambling to get the front seat be- 
tween Madge and Martha, but at last it 
was settled. We sat in a stage box, 
which was beautiful. The play began. 
There was once a beautiful young girl, 
and she had two lovers ; she liked one, 
and the other she didn't like ; and there 
were meetings, and tumbling-down places, 
and all that sort of thing. At last this 
pretty young girl married the lover . she 
liked, and the other lover went away, when 
I tumbled on to the stage in a bouquet 
which they threw, though they did not 
know that they had thrown me. 





I was now in the hands of a pretty little 
" dans ease, " w T ho ran with me into the 
" green-room," saying, " Oh ! mother, see 
this beautiful Dolly, that was thrown to 
me in a bouquet ; isn't it pretty 1 " 

" Yes, " said her mother, " it is very 
pretty, but hadn't you better put it down, 
and go and dance the " Craccovienne," 
which you have got to dance ? " " Certainly, 
mother, as soon as I have got my heels 
on." I found out soon afterwards that it 
was her dancing heels. My new mother's 
name was Caroline Eldgrave. We soon 
went home to a very nice house, where 
we boarded. That night how thankful 



I was that I had got away from Madge 
and Martha, for now I felt I should en- 
joy myself very much ; and besides that, 
I should see behind the scenes, and be 
in the dressing-room, which I had often 
wished for. The next clay my mother 
took me to the rehearsal, and when she 
began to dance, she put me beside one 
of the wings, so that I might learn to 
dance. We lived out in the country, 
about ten miles south of my late mothers 
house, in a very neat cottage. My new 
mother taught me a great many fancy 
dances, among which were " La Cachuca," 
" La Craccovienne," " La Smolenska," 
" Highland Fling," and a great many 
" hornpipes," besides quadrilles, polkas, 
waltzes, and the Mazurka, Eedowa, and 
Schottische. My mother was to dance 
and act in a new pantomime, which was 
called " The Elements and Fairies ; " and 


which she was determined to have me act 
in. So she asked the manager if he could 
not have me do something in it. The 
manager consented, and when my mother 
told me, oh ! how happy I felt. My 
mother took me to the rehearsal every day 
with her, and made me a (Jress. It was 
of white gauze, over white satin, with 
gold spangles, and a gold paper crown on 
my head. Of course I had little silver 
shoes and fleshings. I was to represent 
the Fairy's guard in the clouds, and to 
appear in a sun. I at first felt rather 
giddy when I mounted the pedal behind 
the sun, but I soon got accustomed to it. 
I appeared to a lover in a dream. I did 
not feel degraded, and I hope my readers 
will not think less of me. 




The evening arrived. We drove into 
town rather earlier than usual. My 
mother let me peep through a little slit 
in the curtain to see if the house was 
full. The play commenced, and was as 
follows : First, there came a most beauti- 
ful fairy, and said, " Elements, I beg your 
aid; come forward! and be not afraid." 
Immediately a water-fall that was pouring 
over some rocks divided, and a most beau- 
tiful fairy came out, and said, " Queen, I 
come at thy command, what would'st thou 
have ? " " Be patient, spirit." Then the 
Fairy of Air appeared, and said, " Queen, 
what would'st thou \ " " Be patient." 


Then the Fairy of Earth came right out 
of - the floor, and said, " O Queen, I 
come at thy call." " Be patient." Then 
the Spirit of Fire came forth out of a 
rock with a loud hissing noise, and said 
" What would ye have me do % I'll burn 
down houses and land, nor deal with a 
partial hand." " Stop," said the Queen, 
" none of this ! Instead of hurting, I want 
you all to befriend, a poor young man, 
who goes to get the talismanic wand, 
which will put him in possession of the 
most beautiful princess in the world. 
Therefore I request that you shall aid 
him." Then they all answered, " What- 
ever is thy will, we do." The next scene 
was a wood, where this young man passes 
through, and is attacked by demons, 
snakes, bears, and all sorts of bad things. 
At length he goes to sleep, and I appear 
to him in a sun, and hold a scroll, which 



says on it, " Persevere ! the fairies, thy 
guardians, are ever near." Then the scene 
changes to a demon's place of resort. Here 
all is fire and demons, with square faces, 
and some with hump-backs and gog- 
gle-eyes, claws, wings, and tails. The 
king then said, " Ye devils of lower re- 
gions, come forward ! " And instantly a 
whole troop of devils, of all shapes and 
sizes, came forward. He then told them 
that he wanted them to exert themselves, 
and try to keep that young man from get- 
ting the wand, so that he could not get 
the princess. Then one of the devils said 
that he would go and misguide him ; and 
so he dressed up as a handsome young 
man, and went and met this man that was 
going to get the wand, and said, " Friend, 
where goest thou I" "I go to seek the 
wand." " You do ! why then you have 
got the wrong path." " I have ! why 




'twas only a minute ago that an old man 
said that I had the right path, if I went 
to seek the wand." " Do not believe him ; 
he lies ; that is the way which lies open 
before. Take that path there. Adieu ! " 
The young man that was to seek the 
wand, said, "How lucky that T met that 
man ; for if I had not I should have gone 
the wrong way, and missed the princess 
for ever." Then there was a clashing 
sound, and I appeared in the sun, and 
held another scroll, which said, " That 
young man is a demon disguised, and has 
led you into the wrong path. Take this 
ball and throw it before you, and wher- 
ever it rolls, you follow." I threw him 
down a ball. He then followed the ball, and 
disappeared. The next scene was, where 
the " Fairies " were, and they sung splen- 
didly. Presently the Queen came through 
the air, riding in a chariot, drawn by pea- 


cocks. She said, " Listen, Fairies." Then 
the fairies said, u We will." The Queen 
said, " The young man will soon reach the 
palace where the wand is kept. I wish 
you to help him across the ' Golden Lake.' 
Now disperse." Then all the fairies dis- 
appeared. The next scene was, where 
the demons were, again ; and the demons 
screamed horribly, and the King came 
through the air, in a coach, drawn by ser- 
pents, and said, "Hark, Demons ;" and the 
demons said, " We will." The King said, 
" The young man, who will soon be at the 
palace in spite of our endeavors, is to 
cross the 6 Golden Lake ; ' and I wish you 
to do all in your power to prevent him 
from getting the wand. Now go ; " and 
all the devils went. The next scene was 
the palace, where the wand was kept, and 
the young man got the wand in spite 
of all the devils and bats, owls, serpents, 



dragons, and ghosts. As soon as he had 
got the wand in his hands, the devils all 
nttered a scream, and went through the 
floor, and a chariot came through the air 
with the " Princess," (who was my mother) 
and the " Fairy Queen. " The scene 
changed to a most beautiful garden, with 
the palace of the sun at the back, and the 
sun over it, and I in it. All the perform- 
ers were on the stage at once, and danced 
a " Fancy Dance." This ended the pan- 
tomime, or rather spectacle, for nearly all 
spoke. After the performance, a little 
girl came in the dressing-room, and her 
father and mother. My mother saw that 
she cast longing eyes at me, and so she 
stepped up, and said, " Will you be so 
kind as to accept of this Doll'?" The little 
girl said she would. 





We then drove home. My mother's 
name was Garafelina Shoppard. They 
were a very vulgar, purse-proud, stuck- 
up people. My little mother was all the 
time talking to me about money, and 
making a show. We went to a party one 
night. My mother's mother, (my grand- 
mother) did not know how to dress in good 
taste at all. She was dressed in a black 
and yellow changeable silk, and my mother 
was dressed in a green and orange, with a 
wreath of red roses in her hair. My grand- 
mother tried to talk French, but she mis- 
pronounced every word. That evening, 
when any one was introduced, she would 


ask them if they could " barley vouse frog's 
hay" — and at supper, she said that she 
would take " chockalat" it was such a 
" soul stirring beverage" She took ice 
cream, and said that " she always took 
ice cream, bekase she thought it cooled her 
heterogeneous and amalgamated system ; 
besides, it was the merry month of Jew- 
win." At home, when we had company, 
she always talked so. We had some 
pretty high folks, for she had worked her 
way into the upper ten. One evening Sir 
Thomas Fitz-Patrick came to see her. At 
tea, she said, " Dear Sir, let me persuade 
you to take one airy mouthful of \fram 
boysesj or else do condescend to taste some 
4 fr omnia ge it is quite new, my Lord, 
and I hope it will please your c diddle 
de toryj taste." After tea, she said, " Oh ! 
My Lord, don't you perfectly adore Byron 
and Shakspeare \ I think that one is so 


4 clierubimicalj and the other so 4 seraph- 
icaV Don't you recollect that passage 
from 4 Macbeth,' in act second, and scene 
second, 4 Hark, who lies i' the second 
chamber ; ' and in Hamlet's 8 solakey ' in 
scene fifth, act first, 4 Alas ! poor ghost] ' " 
My little mother used to prink before 
the glass, and hold me up to see how 
handsome I was, till I was very tired of 
looking at myself. My mother never let 
me do any sewing, for fear I should spoil 
my fingers, and thus I passed a very idle 
life. I could not read much, as my mother 
was afraid that I would hurt my eyes. 
One day my mother said, that her grand- 
mother was coming to live with us, and 
also her aunt, who was not married. She 
said that she hated old maids, though 
they had got to come ; but she would 
not speak to them. I was very sorry 
indeed to hear this. 





Cb T E clay, before her grandmother and 
aunt came, my fine mother, Garafelina, 
told me that she had been invited to a 
nutting, but as a nutting was so low 
a pastime, she had half a mind not to 
go. Her mother, however, told her, she 
would cut such a grand show, that she 
had better go ; so she had consented, and 
was going to take me with her. The 
next morning my mother was up early, 
and awoke me, when the following con- 
versation was held : — " Josey, my dear, I 
think you had better have on your silk 
dress, as I want you to make a grand 
show," said my mother. "But," said I, 



" hadn't I better wear another, as I may 
spoil it?" " Why, child," what can you 
be thinking of? don't you want to make 
a show?" "Yes, mother, but I had ra- 
ther take comfort than make a show ? " 
" Stop, do as I have bid you, and say no 
more about it." In the course of an hour 
my mother and I had got dressed, and as 
we descended to the dining-room, Gara- 
felina's mother said to her, " My clear, 
the young misses and masters have all 
been waiting here some time, and I told 
them that you were not up yet, and so 
they waited." " Dear me ! how sorry I 
am," said my mother, in her most affected 
tone, " to have given these young ladies 
and gentlemen the affliction of waiting for 
me." " Not at all," they politely replied. 
We now started, and as we got out of the 
door, my mother started back, and said, 
" Mercy on me ! haven't you any carriage 



or barouche for us to ride in, I shall be 
so extremely and exceedingly fatigued 1 " 
However, they had not, and so we started 
along ; Garafelina all the time lamenting 
that she had not got her " landau" with 
her, as she would die very soon. In an 
hour or so we got to the woods, where we 
sat down to rest ourselves. While thus 
resting, we heard a very loud screaming ; 
and turning in the direction of the cry, 
there we saw my mother, Garafelina, 
screeching with all her might, " Oh save 
me, save me ! " she cried. All the boys 
and girls ran to her, and asked her what 
was the matter. " Oh the spider, the spi- 
der ! " she screamed, and upon looking, 
they found a very small spider on her dress, 
and she, instead of shaking it off, began to 
scream lustily. I thought my mother was 
very foolish to make so much ado about 
a little spider, but I did not tell her so. 



Garafelina being rid of the spider, began to 
gather the nuts, with the rest of the party. 
But then she tore her dress on a bramble- 
bush, and had her veil torn off by the 
boughs, which accidents made her so ill- 
humored, that they all secretly agreed 
never to invite her again. As they were 
going home, they saw a drove of cows be- 
fore them, which made my mother run 
and scream like a maniac. One of the 
little girls said that they were her mother's 
cows, and that if they would come into 
the cow-yard, they could see them milked. 
None of the party hesitated but Garafe- 
lina, who said that she did not want to go 
into a dirty old cow-yard. Soon, however, 
she changed her mind, and went. I had 
seen cows milked at my mother's house, 
(I mean Agnes Earle's) ; but I enjoyed 
the scene before me very much. First, 
half of the girls tried, and then the other 



half; and then half of the boys, and 
then the other half. "When it came 
Garafelina's turn, she went about it so 
awkwardly, that it made them all laugh. 
She spattered a shower of milk over upon 
her dress ; the cow knocked her .down ; 
and when she got up, she was indeed a 
sight ! Her dress and veil were torn, and 
spattered with dirt, and her dress was all 
covered with spots, where the milk had 
been spattered upon her. When she got 
home, she complained of the ill treatment 
she had received ; and her mother said 
that she should never go again to a nut- 

When I went to sleep that night, I 
prayed that I might be delivered from 
such a mother, and be placed in the hands 
of a better one, who had more sense, and 
who was not so ill-humored and proud. 
Early next morning my mother told me 



sorrowfully, that her old aunt and grand- 
mother were coming next week, for which 
I was quite as sorry as my mother, for I 
thought that I had enough of troubles. 





In a week they arrived. The old maid 
was a quiddling thing, and the grand- 
mother was always saying that she could 
never get over a cold ; and then she would 
tell how she had got it. One day this 
aunt (her name was Betsy Harper) said 
to my mother, " Do make your doll's hair 
curl a little more to the front, and tie her 
shoe-string a little longer ; and there ! do 
fix her apron-string, I hate to see it touch 
the placket-hole." " Oh ! " said her grand- 
mother, " never mind, Betsy, if you had 
such a cold as I have got ; I never can get 
rid of it," " Do stop," said Betsy. This 
aunt objected to my having my soup eaten 



so quick ; she always allowed herself five 
minutes to have it eaten, and no more, 
nor less. Then I was to hold my spoon 
just so, and only to put half a spoonful 
in at a time, for she had known little girls 
(and she said, why not dolls as well as 
girls?) to be choked in taking a whole 
spoonful at a time. Nor must I take a 
quarter of a spoonful, as I would not have 
my soup eaten in five minutes. I am sorry 
to say that I often wished that this aunt 
was in the Red Sea, and not very near 
dry land ; but I suppose that it was all 
meant for my good. One evening there 
was company, and one lady took me up, 
and said, " This is a beautiful doll." " But 
don't you think that she would be hand- 
somer, if she had her hair curled a little 
closer, and if one of her nostrils w T as a 
little better shaped, and if one of her eyes 
was a little higher and blacker," said 



Betsy Harper. " I don't know, I'm 
sure," said the lady. At this moment 
Garafelina came up, and said, that if the 
lady would be pleased to accept of the 
doll, and cari;y it home to her little girl, 
that she w T ould be very much obliged to 
her. The lady thanked Garafelina, and 
said that Amelia would' be very much 
pleased with me. I hoped that my new 
mother would take good care of me, and 
love me very much. Whether she did or 
not, you will hear in the next chapter. 





" Amelia see what I have brought you," 
said Mrs. Joyce^Jher little girl. 

" What is it nWther I " 

« A most beautiful little doll." 

" Oh, goody ! mother, how glad I am." 

" Well, my little girl, I am glad to see 
that you like the doll ; but wait till morn- 
ing, and then you can see her plainly." 

The next day was occupied in admiring 
me. Her mother said, 

" Amelia, now you must be very care- 
ful of this doll. Her name is Josephine 

" Oh yes, mother, I shall be very careful 
of her indeed." But in a week my little 


mother began to be rather careless of me ; 
she left me all around the house, and very 
often left me in the barn and wood-house 
all night. 

One day, when, as usual, she had left 
me on the sofa, a fat old lady came in and 
sat on me, and broke one of my arms. 
All the time that she "v^as sitting on me, 
she hurt me dreadfully, and I could not 
speak, she suffocated me so. After she 
had gone, my mother found me, and said, 
" Oh, oh, my dear child ! how much you 
must have suffered, to have had old Mrs. 
Jones sit on you, and I do declare if your 
arm is not broken ! " Her mother who 
stood by, said, 

" Amelia, she would not have been 
broken if you had not left her about ; in 
future you must look out where you leave 
her ; and to-night I will get your father 
to mend her arm." 



My next accident was thus: Amelia's 
brother took me by the arm and flung me 
round the room, and then suddenly let me 
drop, and cracked a piece out of my head. 
I was taken to a shop where I had my 
head mended. One can scarcely notice 
the mark, except a little very white spot, 
whiter than the rest of my body. One 
day Amelia was washing me, and she 
held me too near the fire to dry me, when 
my hair caught, and in a moment was all 
in flames. I screamed with all my might, 
and so did my mother; and her nursery- 
maid caught me up and soused me in a 
basin of water. Such a fright as I was ! 
my hair was all burned off. It was some 
time before I got over my fright and pain. 
The next week I was taken to the city, 
where a barberess made me another wig. 
One day a large Newfoundland dog 'took 
me up in his mouth, and run away with me 



only in fun, but I was terribly frightened. 
In a day he brought me home again, 
much to the relief of my mother and my- 
self. My mother told me that she had 
suffered very much for my absence, and 
she was going to give me up for lost, (for 
one of her servants said that she had bet- 
ter hunt for me, but after a while she said 
she couldn't,) when her maid came run- 
ning up with me, and said that she had 
just found me on the front-door step. In 
a month I had my right leg broken very 
badly, but after a while it got well again. 
My mother carried me out to walk, when 
the same dog snatched me away, and took 
me to my present mother. 


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My new mother's name was Violet La 
Grange, and she was very much pleased 
with me, and showed me all round the 
house. Every one else seemed pleased 
with me too, especially Lily, her younger 
sister, who patted the dog, and called him 
a " real good dog," and many other names. 
The place where I now live is called " La 
Grange Place," and is a most beautiful 
mansion-house, with parks, and every- 
thing else befitting such a splendid place. 
My new mother made me dresses, and got 
me a little house, in which I can live. I 
think I never shall have any other mamma, 
for she told her little sister that she should 



have me when she is herself too old to play 
with me. I have formed an acquaintance 
with another doll, who lives a little way 
from here. Her name is " Maria Poppet," 
and her mother is Lucy Ashbourne, the 
most intimate friend of my mother. For 
Maria I entertain a most lively friend- 
ship, and when our mammas are playing 
round, we relate to each other our adven- 
tures. Maria's adventures you may read 
in a volume entitled " The London Doll." 

I now close, — hoping that my readers 
will find as much pleasure in reading my 
adventures as they have had in reading-